Looking for Christmas poems to feel the spirit of this time of the year? Here’s my poem to inspire the message of Christmas.
Christmas Poems – Christmas is here
The crafted stars besiege little homes to mansions, sharing shreds of their almighty glow,
The singing carols melodise across the streets, sprinkling heaps of their heartfelt love,
All of the lights twinkle elated at the dark sky, whispering about this time of snow,
All of the little sparklers chorus with screeches high, amassing the festive flow.
A surge of happiness rebound to the broken faces, as they smile into the stars,
A kiss of faith prevails within the singing voices, as they silence the distraught wars,
A ray of hope lights into the lost spirits, as they promise the start of good times,
A phase of redemption ignites the sinner’s lives, as they crave the purity of minds.
Christmas is here; the trees are lamped and the cribs are built,
Christmas is here; the beautiful night, amidst billions of soaring lights,
Merry Christmas! the bells are rung,
Merry Christmas! the songs are sung,
Merry Christmas! the darkness is gone,
Merry Christmas! the baby boy is born.
Christmas is here
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Check out my book series “Winsome whispers of a lissome soul” available as separate books or one package here!
The series consists of three books of poetry and heart talks. The first book has a couple of stories as well. I have released a few promos and a showcase (click the highlighted text to check them out!) for you to see what the emotions and themes of the books are like, so that you can be well informed about the feels you’re buying and absorbing. You can choose to be surprised too!
The covers of the book series ‘Winsome whispers of a lissome soul’ go from deeper to lighter shades of colour. Because thematically, the first book had a dark undertone overall, expressing how dreams prevail through the darkness and nights. The second book had a more loving outlook comparatively, quoting the warmth in the intimacy of love, that how even a flicker of love can be enough to light up a wholly darkened shell. The third book comprises the break of dawn, the morning that comes to the moons and souls grappled by darkness, their ceaseless rebellion finally bringing them to the light of day they’ve always longed for.